♪ One, two, One-two-three-four ♪
All right. From the top!
♪ There's a place where kids can be free ♪
♪ C-O-M-M-U-N-I-T ♪
♪ Y settle for anything less? ♪
♪ Community center is the best ♪
♪ The best! ♪
Whoo! That's what I'm talking about!
Tilly! Great work!
Thank you, Community Sue. But I won't be satisfied
until I can sing a note so high,
it can only be heard by the acute ears
of a cute critter.
I like the initiative!
Anyways, it's break time. But hurry back!
We need way more practice before the concert tonight.
Hi Cricket. Have you seen Gramma?
She always has a lozenge or two on her,
and I need to keep my voice in tip-top condition.
Oh, yeah, she's over there being forced to help.
Dang chair won't open!
This is all a bunch of blort!
How long have you two been standing there?
Long enough to hear everything you just said.
Well, how could I have said anything if I'm not here?
What're you?
Blort. What a funny word.
Oh! How rude!
That was weird. Tilly, you're old and wise. What's it mean?
I believe it's what's known as a cuss word.
A cuss!?
Yes. Which is why we'd best erase the word from our memory.
Memory wipe initiating. Ahh.
I think not, dear sister.
I've spent all my formative years trying to figure out the cusses.
And now I finally know one!
Know one what?
Back to your positions, people!
- Oh, hi Cricket... - Blort!
Cricket! That's a bad word!
I know. Isn't it hilarious? Give it a try!
Uh, I can't. I have a wire!
- Wha... Cricket, what're you... - Not anymore you don't!
Master Remy! Nooo!
C'mon, say it!
Blort. Blort!
- Blort! - Blort!
Blort, blort, blort, blort, blort...
Green! Remington! What's so funny?
We were just talking about how the gym smells like... blort!
One, it does not!
And two, you can't say that! That's a cuss word!
What the blort's wrong with cussing? It's blorting fun!
C'mon, y'all! Give it a try.
- Blort! - Blort?
- Blort-blort. - Blort, blort, blort...
Green! My office, now!
What do you have to say for yourself?
- Blort. - Ohh.
What happened? What'd he do?
How much property damage?
Mr. Green. Your son thought it would be funny
to say... Blort.
Ohh. No, keep it together, Bill! You knew this day would come.
He single-handedly started an epidemic.
Thanks to him, I have a choir of potty-mouths.
All except Tilly. That little girl... is an angel!
♪ The best! ♪
Aww.
Cricket? What were you thinking?
Well, Gramma said it, and no one's getting mad at her.
Fine. If you won't stop swearing, then you leave me no choice.
Cricket Ernest Green, I hereby forbid thee from cursing ever again.
What?! You can't decide what comes out of my mouth.
Only what goes in.
I am gonna curse if I so choose.
And Imma so choose.
Blort! Blort-blort-blort!
Blort! A-blorty-blort blort. And a-blort, blort, blorty-blort blo...
Oh, man, this is bad.
My parents are coming to tonight's concert!
I can't let them down.
Not to worry, Sue. I'll clean up the kids' language,
whether they like it or not.
Alright, gang, here's the deal.
You may not know this, but bad language is bad.
It's rude and disrespectful, so just don't do it.
You might be able to tell me what to do,
but you're not the dad of everybody!
Blort! Blort! Blort!
My inspirational speech has only made 'em stronger!
How am I supposed to get through to them?
Excuse me, sir!
You left your sweat all over this treadmill.
Please clean it up.
Or I'll be forced to take action.
Perfect.
Ooh. The acoustics in this squash court are ideal
to test how high I can sing!
In order for my solo to be enjoyed by the animal kingdom,
I'll need your honest critique, Bradley.
Now, let's begin.
The be...
Huh. Well, how was that?
Thanks for being honest.
Good afternoon everyone! I'm Officer Keys.
And I'm here to lead you through the police department's program
for at-risk mouths, called "Can't U Speak Sweetly?"
A.K.A. "Cuss."
And here to assist me is my good friend Tommy the Tongue!
Hey, kids!
Cricket! It's me. Your dad!
What's poppin', Tommy T?
It's important that you speak their language to get through to them.
Oh, uh... Yo there my, uh, homie.
I'm just jazzed because I learned a rad new cuss word.
Whoa! Slow down, T! You high-key wildin'!
There are zero reasons to ever cuss.
I can think of a couple reasons.
One, it's fun! And two, it's hilarious!
There's been two reasons all this time?
-Keys! -Oh, uh, right, right. No cussing.
Even if it's in the lyrics of your favorite song.
What're you doing?
Well, they need to know the words in order to avoid using them.
- I... I don't think... - Remember, kids.
Don't repeat the words! Even when Lil Cuss is spitting mad bars!
♪ My momma, she told me can't cuss. Blort! ♪
♪ Don't even know who to trust. Cret! ♪
♪ Tip of my tongue ever since I was young ♪
♪ I fubbo my dornk on a cuft ♪
Wow, I've never even heard most of these words!
What? Surely you've heard of swip?
- Or what about cret? - Shh!
Swip! Cret! Cuft! Swip! Cret! Cuft!
Oh! It's too late. Time to go... Full Dad.
That's it.
This behavior ain't gonna fly here anymore.
No more cussing.
And if you do, you'll be in big, big trouble.
-Ah...?
Ah...
Now, everyone come grab a sticker!
Mr. Green. You fix the kids yet?
I dunno. Did I?
Great! Just in time for the concert!
Let's go, kids.
- Ahh. - Woo! Another win for the CUSS program!
Up top! Yeah!
Wow, Community Sue went all out. Y'all seeing this?
Ha. Yeah.
Heard you had a bit of a language issue
with Cricket today. Which one was it?
The B one.
Ha! I mean, uh, how'd it go?
He was stubborn. But once I went Full Dad, he gave up pretty easy.
Maybe too easy.
Ma, gimme your binoculars.
Oh sure. It's not like I wanted to be able
to see my grandchildren perform, or anything.
Time for vocal warm-ups.
♪ Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-DOOO! ♪
Gee, Cricket, I've never seen your dad that angry before.
Sure scared me out of swearing. What about you.
He thinks he can control me? I still plan on cussing.
But your father hath forbade it!
And also you told him you wouldn't cuss anymore.
It was a ruse!
At the end of our song, when we sing,
"The community center is the best,"
instead of "best"...
"I'm gonna say blort."
The boy's gone rogue!
Please don't embarrass me.
♪ There's a place where kids can be free ♪
♪ C-O-M-M-U-N-I-T ♪
Whoa! Ya! What the heck, Dad?
Save it. I know what you're planning, and you're in big trouble.
Oh yeah? Well, I can't be in trouble if you can't... catch me!
Hey! You wore two pairs of overalls?
OK, spooky interlude.
Candles, everyone!
♪ There's a place where kids can be free ♪
♪ C-O-M-M-U-N-I-T ♪
Ohh. Eh.
Huh?
Aah! Whoa!
Bet you didn't wear three pairs of overalls today, did you?
I tried, but it made my butt look chunky.
Good. Then how about it, boy?
- Ready to give up yet? - Fine.
You got me this time.
But you're not always gonna be around to police me.
And the second you're not, I'm gonna say whatever I want.
You're right, Cricket.
I am?
Yup. I can't control what comes out of your mouth
any more than I can control the wind.
I can control the wind! Watch.
What I'm trying to say is that, well...
You're your own person. And it's time you made your own decisions.
So, from now on, you can say whatever you want.
I won't stop you.
Wow. Really?
I hereby give you full permission to cuss.
You just gotta decide if that's the kind of person you wanna be.
Good luck with the rest of the show, son.
Hm. Oh, well! Time to drop the B-bomb.
Big finish, everyone! Here we go!
♪ There's a place where kids can be free ♪
♪ C-O-M-M-U-N-I-T ♪
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!
♪ Community center is the... ♪
Uh...
Um...
♪ Is the... ♪
♪ Best... ♪
♪ It is the best! ♪
That's all, folks. Thanks for coming out! Huh?
Mom! Dad! You came!
Of course!
We love you!
Ahh!
-Nice work, Alice.
Mom! Dad! Mama! Papa!
Hey kids, great concert!
Yeah, incredible singing.
Thank you.
I especially liked your performance, son.
Very restrained.
Heh. Thanks, Dad.
I thought about cussing.
But eventually I realized I didn't wanna be the jerk
that ruined everyone's day.
Aw. That's all I could ever ask.
Alright, gang. Show's over.
Let's get the blort outta here.